Hands of an Angel
Where are you? I say to myself, as the days and nights pass by.
I stare into the eyes of a thousand strangers,
Wondering if I have seen you, and if I have, will you see me?
Will I ever meet you, or has my chance passed?
An emptiness grows in me that is so strong
That soon I am afraid there will be no room for love.
I listen to the sound of a crowd,
Catching small conversations between friends and lovers,
Wondering when I will feel like I am part of something real,
Something private, more than I have ever known or dreamed of...
Then I met you, and all at once
I felt something inside feel alive again,
I realized that I was capable of feeling.
When I touched your hand,
I felt I had been waiting my whole life for that one brief moment...
THE HANDS OF AN ANGEL... so small and with the kindest touch.
It brought out feelings I didn't even know existed.
We are friends, and you are truly a great friend
And you know of my feelings for you,
But it is so hard to not say what is in my heart.
I only wish I could touch your lips with mine
And feel what it is like to feel your love.
Never have I needed something so bad,
I long for the touch of your hands... THE HANDS OF AN ANGEL...